So the next day was spent busily communicating, confirming, and dealing with military affairs.
Although Yu Beizhou sneaked into his military tent early in the morning with ill intentions, he was after all a military general. It was necessary to inspect the soldiers and arrange the formation before the battle tomorrow. He couldn’t just stay in his tent and not leave.
The Imperial City of the Wei Country was full of mechanisms, and it was expected that there would be a tough battle tomorrow.
Just like the previous plain battles, Zong Luo still had to sit in the rear and shouldn’t go to the front line.
Of course, the Wei Country was now at the end of its strength, their army had completely retreated to the Imperial City, like a fight of trapped beasts, it was absolutely impossible to do any plain encirclement battle like before. Not to mention that there would be a day when the army provisions in the city were exhausted, the activation of the Mechanism City also required energy, the Wei Country could only support up to three days in this situation.
In these three days, the firepower would be the most fierce.
After these three days, the Wei Country would be akin to a lamb to be slaughtered. Thus the current task was to survive these three days, using troops to fight not excluding the use of deceptive means to confuse the enemy, and plan several assaults. It was best to deceive the opponent’s big killer, and strive to reduce casualties to a minimum.
For surprise attacks, Xuan Cavalry was naturally a good hand. For guerrilla warfare, Zong Luo would definitely do his duty without giving in.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t go to the front line, so among the remaining generals, the most aggressive and unexpected, even crazier than Zong Luo, was Yu Beizhou.
So, appointing Yu Beizhou as the wartime commander was not impulsive, but this person was indeed very suitable for fighting such a battle.
After some discussions, the wartime plan was also laid out.
In fact, as early as when Zong Luo and Yu Beizhou were rushing from the Ghost Valley, these generals of the Great Abyss had already come up with several feasible plans, just waiting for the crown prince to review and make a decision.
To be reasonable, Zong Luo was now the crown prince, and it was incredible that the crown prince had come to the front line. Even if he had a lot of military talents, no one dared to call to leave the playing field.
Just say the last time, after Zong Luo withdrew to the middle camp and then silently returned to the right camp alone against thousands of troops, the hearts of the entire army were cold. If something happened to him, with the extreme love and importance shown by Emperor Yuan, perhaps all the generals on the front line would have to lose their heads.
Of course, so far, no one had guessed why the always steady His Highness would suddenly make such an irrational move, abandoning his bottom line and principles that he had adhered to for many years.
But it’s okay, it’s okay. Even if he disappeared together with the King of Beining, but after all, it involved the Ghost Valley, thinking of the identity of the two brothers of the Ghost Valley was also shrouded in confusion.
The most important thing was that this was not something they could question.
So the next day before dawn, the siege troops began to prepare.
Last night, Yu Beizhou rarely did not sneak into the main camp, and it was said that he honestly walked around the scene with the deputy general. After Zong Luo dressed neatly and walked out of the main tent this morning, he had been waiting outside for a long time.
It’s still that most familiar red and white fur outfit.
Yu Beizhou was always so arrogant and reckless. One should know, wearing such bright clothes on the battlefield was really like blatantly writing a few big characters on your face.
However, he not only wore it, but also wore it from being an unknown soldier to the King of Beining of Great Yuan, and wore it to the enemy countries. As soon as they saw the red robe, their expression would change color, the Huns would be scared into peeing, and thousands of troops and horses would avoid it.
Yu Beizhou stood there lazily, with a lazy look that didn’t care about everything.
When Zong Luo came out, his eyes finally lit up, and he stood up straight, like a child seeing his beloved treasure.
“Your Highness.”
Although he saluted like everyone else, Yu Beizhou’s voice carried an inexplicable ambiguity that made people’s ears crisp.
Zong Luo paused. “Now this is on the battlefield, you should call me commanding general.”
Yu Beizhou smiled and did so.
He didn’t know why, Zong Luo could always taste a strange indulgence from this guy’s words and deeds.
What’s going on again?!
This person had done too many things that were contrary to his words, such as not being able to stick it in but finally topping people until they were speechless, and once again repeating a billion times. So every time Yu Beizhou did this, Zong Luo felt that this person must not have any good ideas.
After the routine point was completed, the other generals led their horses away. Only Yu Beizhou was still standing here.
The latter was not interested in Pei Qianxue’s eyes at all, but deliberately leaned over and said, “Your Highness, this minister’s sword fell in your tent.”
Indeed.
The night before yesterday, Yu Beizhou sneaked into his tent, and after Zong Luo drove people away, he found that this person did not take his Tai’A sword and had fallen next to his sleeping bag.
The world-famous evil sword just lay here quietly, declaring the owner’s complete relaxation.
They couldn’t be considered as chivalrous swordsmen in the Great Wilderness. Such swordsmen usually regard the sword as their life, even sleeping with it, pursuing the supreme sword way.
Since choosing the sword as a weapon, the first lesson the Ghost Valley gave them was that the sword should not leave the hand.
What’s more, Yu Beizhou was now succeeding the position of the Ghost Valley Master. Thinking about what it was like to relax as soon as he took office, Zong Luo felt a little hating iron for not becoming steel. (TL: feeling resentful towards someone for failing to meet expectations and impatient to see improvement)
“Let’s go.” Under the circumstances, Zong Luo could only take Yu Beizhou to the main tent to fetch it.
Who would have thought that as soon as he stepped into the camp, a strong and hot arm blocked his waist.
Immediately afterwards, hot lips and tongue rudely took away all his breath.
It’s clear that someone who had been studying with the block prints had researched how to please his senior brother on the bed, making the senior brother show more, better-looking, more shy, angry or lost expressions.
However, this kissing technique had not improved at all, it was still so personal. Crazy, predatory, almost melting people.
“In fact, as early as when I returned the pill to Senior brother, I wanted to do this.”
After a kiss, Yu Beizhou stroked the lips of the crown prince in white, pressing out a few points of blood color out of thin air.
At that time, he had already foreseen the upcoming death ending. Since he knew it a long time ago, he naturally wanted to be happy. Not just a kiss, but a deeper and complete possession. Especially after seeing the intimacy between the senior brother and Pei Qianxue, this thought grew wildly like weeds, unstoppable.
